The next morning, after enjoying a satisfying breakfast, Carlos had his people pack up and prepare to leave Mary Geoise. The Reverie was over, and there was nothing left to stay for.
He had already drawn in the World Government officials he could recruit. Deepening those connections and bringing in more officials would take time; there was no rushing it.
Carlos left such matters to his subordinates. He would not handle them personally. After all, having reached this point, Carlos's knees had become too stiff to bend.
Just as they were packing up, Noah suddenly entered the living room and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, someone outside sent word that the Five Elders wish to see you."
"Hm?" Carlos, who was leisurely savoring a fine wine a King had given him the night before with one leg crossed over the other, raised a brow. Somewhat disbelieving, he asked, "The Five Elders want to see me?"
"Yes. That was what the person outside said. They made it quite formal. This is the invitation."
After speaking, Noah took a gilded invitation from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Carlos. His eyes were filled with admiration and awe. The World Government's highest seat of power—he had never even dreamed of it before...
Carlos accepted the invitation and opened it. It was an invitation to a party personally hosted by the Five Elders, with an extremely high level of prestige. All notable World Government officials in Mary Geoise, along with their families, were expected to attend.
What? Celestial Dragons? What kind of party could be held with Celestial Dragons around? That would just be asking for trouble. There were plenty of idiots among the Celestial Dragons, and the Five Elders could not let them in to clash with Carlos. That would